Rural Simplicity Poem by Phillip Ragan

Oh how I long for that rural simplicity
Away from the lies and the endless duplicity
away from the shadows that lurk in the city
To that place by the sea, where the meadows grow pretty

Where in summer you walk, the wind warm and sweet
Fresh air in your lungs and sand on you're feet
Views of the valleys, as fields they roll
In winter a log fire that warms up the soul

I'm moving to the country sometime in this life
Going to find a good woman and make her my wife
I've spent too long in the city, looking outside of myself
For some kind of fulfilment, it's not good for the health

I'm tired of the city, can't say I didn't try
Living in a dog box 30 feet in the sky
But it's obvious now, the country she calls
So farewell to the traffic and the big shopping malls

In the heart of the country that's where I'll be
Happily contributing to the community.
On a farm, in a field I really don't mind
As long as there's nature then life seems so kind

For I don't want much money or fortune or fame
Just freedom, a family and to work in God's name
I'll strum my guitar, try and find the right mood
To somehow express my sweet gratitude

Oh how I long for that rural simplicity
Away from the lies and the endless duplicity
I just got a little bit further to roam
Before that place in the country becomes my new home